The Northern Edge Lyrics

We have no names,
band of brothers
steadily minding at each other.

We raise our hearts
between the Walls.
till the northern edge of the world.

Darkness all around,
endless nights
and frozen breath.

Go! Legion, in march!
Through mud 'n' marches,
wait for pain, expect no arches.

We have seen it all,
battles and war
and Hibernia's nightly shores.

Druids and forests,
blasphemous gods,
begging our blood.

Nona Hispanica,
Invicta legio!
Across the hell,
carrying a secret
from Eboracum
to Dyntagell.

Caesar forged its name,
Claudius brought it here,
We carried their biers
'n' Boudica's shame.

Britannia, we go.
Miss you? Oh no!
Keep marching to the East,
forget your mist.

We have no names,
band of brothers
steadily minding at each other.

Rome is just a dream.
Marble and gold
lighted by a gentle sunbeam...

Leaden stormy seas,
blue savages,
black silent trees.

We have no names,
band of brothers
steadily minding at each other.

Picts 'n' Scots beware,
it won't be long
you will miss our songs.

Rome will fade away,
for when it's time
we leave a sign.

Nona Hispanica,
Invicta legio!
Across the hell,
carrying a secret
from Eboracum
to Dyntagell.

Emperor's Chalybic steel
in stone will stand to guard this land.
Ensis caliburnus waits
for a younger hand.